O.K., I have to restore S's reputation after that last post (My Technologically Impaired Spousal Unit), so here is a filk he did a few years ago that is sung to the tune of Gilligan's Island (and we'll probably edit this from time to time over the next few days)
From the Nord-Deutsche Hydraulic-Civilisations Komedieszeitung 4/1/69
(Scott Ingram with help from susanbrown)
(sung to “Gilligan’s Island)
“Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale
a tale of a fateful trip,
that started from this Punic port
aboard this tiny ship
The mate was a bold Sumerian
the skipper brave and sure. . .
Five passengers set sail that day for a 3-hour tour . . .
a three-hour tour
The weather started getting rough
the tiny ship was tossed
If not for the courage of the fearless crew,
The Sardine would be lost. . .
The Sardine would be lost.
The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle. . .
with Gilgamesh, the skipper too . . .
the moneychanger and his wife . . .
the hetera . . .
the Greek Magus and Mary Anne
here on Gilgamesh’s Isle
Now the skipper and Gilgamesh must do their very best
to make the others comfortable in their tropic island nest
No wine no lamps no chariots,
Not a single luxury
Like Enkidu the wild man, it’s primitive as can be . . .
It’s primitive as can be."
It's a riot when he sings it -- if you ever have a chance, ask him to sing it.